Chapter 771: Beautiful and Delicious, Saying Goodbye to the Past

"Ah, my head hurts so much..."

It's about nine o'clock in the morning.

Frederica woke up and found herself lying on the bed, one of her arms had completely lost consciousness and had been pressed against her body for several hours.

She turned over with difficulty, and the blocked blood flow immediately accelerated. The soreness, pain, numbness... all kinds of strange feelings that followed immediately dispersed the chaotic sleepiness.

She wanted to sit up, but as soon as her feet landed on the ground, her body tensed up and she immediately rolled twice on the spot, holding her calves and shaking all over.

At this time, Angelica in the other bed heard the noise and saw Frederica rolling on the ground. She asked in confusion: "What's wrong with you? Are relatives here?"

"Leg cramps, hiss..." Frederica rubbed her stiff calves vigorously, and the muscles became hardened into a solid piece of iron without any control. The pain made her sweat on her forehead.

When Angelica heard this, she wanted to stand up, and then...

Boom!

There were two people lying on the carpet.

"What’s wrong with you?"

"My little toe hit the corner of the bed." Angelica replied with a cry.

At this time, the door was pushed open, and a beautiful figure walked in.

"You're finally awake." Jeanna put her hands on her hips, holding the breakfast she just bought: "Hurry up and wash up, then eat breakfast, go back to school and rest... Why are you all lying on the floor?"

"My legs hurt."

Answered in unison.

Looking at the two weak little girls, Jeanne sighed, waved and threw two rays of holy light to inject spirit into them.

After that, there was a lot of excitement, and the two of them started to fight for the bathroom, vying to take a bath first, but they still squeezed in one after another.

The fighting during this period was quite exciting.

Jeanne looked outside through the transparent glass and couldn't help but squint her eyes.

"Don't look." Frederica covered her chest and said with a blush, "It's not like you don't have one."

She grabbed Angelica and stood in front of her: "You want to see the fat woman, her watermelons are big."

Jeanne withdrew her gaze, silently poured a glass of water, and took a sip.

Although she looked calm, in fact, under this calm disguise, her heart was beating loudly.

Looking at the scene of the two girls fighting in the bathroom, she was thinking of the various personal feelings just now, which were much more exciting and in-depth than the play between best friends here.

All kinds of feelings came to me for a while, as if I could still recall the touch at that time, as if there was an invisible rope tightening around my body, my breathing could not help but become rapid, and I had to drink tea to moisten my throat due to dry mouth.

Yes, throat...

When I was drinking water, I realized that there was still a foreign body sensation in my throat, and there was also a slight pain. It was like being forced to open my mouth with an instrument by the doctor during a tooth extraction operation, leaving a soreness and swelling in my cheeks.

It was indeed a bit over-tempered, she thought to herself, so she would have to be more careful next time.

Jeanne swallowed the water, and the cool water washed away the slight discomfort... It was obviously the sequelae of too much drinking and drunken passion yesterday.

I brushed my teeth three times in a row, drank two glasses of lemonade, and ate a mint, so I thought there would be no alcohol or other odor left behind.

She was not worried about being spotted by Fleur and Angelica, but worried about being smelled by Elise...after all, the witch's nose was always very sensitive.

The two girls came out after taking a bath, wrapped in bath towels.

Angelica, who had not grabbed the hair dryer, sat down in front of Jeanne without ceremony and asked her to help her dry her hair.

Before changing to this, Jeanne would ask for money directly, and usually the fee was Angelica's whole day's pocket money... But today she was in a good mood, and she also hid a little guilt about sneaking away to eat cream, so she stretched out her hand to knead it. He rubbed her wet hair and started to act as a hair dryer.

Across the unnecessary glass wall in the bathroom, the two of them put on their clothes.

Frederica put on blue underwear and stockings. Unlike Elise, her stockings were 50D thick and covered her buttocks, level with her pelvis and supporting her upwards. A pair of beautiful long legs appeared.

She knows very well where her advantages lie. Like Rin Tosaka, since there are no gaps in her chest, she emphasizes her long legs that can be used all year round.

Angelica had another scene, completely like a lady getting up in the morning. She took out five or six different cosmetics from her handbag, including skin cream, moisturizing cream, eye wash, etc... But the burden is still there. His figure.

Some people are always confused about fatness and plumpness, but this is actually easy to judge, just look at the waist.

Fat starts from the waist. If it grows in other places, such as the buttocks, thighs, or chest, it will not affect the appearance very much.

Angelica is a standard Roman woman. Her bloodline is even more orthodox than that of many modern Romans, just like the bloodline of the Han people before the Five Husties was always purer. Therefore, she is the tallest and has the largest frame in the entire dormitory. , and also the fullest.

Frederica angrily accused her of being a fat woman, but Jeanne felt that if it were a man to choose, probably more than half of them would prefer a standard... big car like Angelica.

Using vehicle models as an analogy, Elysee and Elysee are supercars, Frederica is a sedan, and Angelica is an SUV or even an off-road vehicle.

"As expected of her blond hair and big waves." Jeanne said subconsciously.

When Angelica heard this compliment, she immediately raised the corners of her lips proudly.

Changed clothes and had breakfast.

Frederica asked: "We all drank so much last night, didn't anything happen?"

"What could happen?" Jeanna asked calmly, "Are you asking if there was any drunken sex?"

Angelica explained, "Drinking too much alcohol will make you unable to stand up. You must have read too many pornographic books."

"I know, but the gentleman is not an ordinary person. He is so strong that he can't be knocked down by alcohol."

"But if he was not knocked down by alcohol and remained rational, why would he attack us when we were drunk?" Jeanna asked lightly.

This sentence convinced Frederica.

Jeanna added in her heart...but if we took the initiative, that would be another matter.

"But did nothing really happen?" Angelica asked with her head tilted, "I got up in the middle of the night and didn't seem to see you in the room."

Angelica, with her wild intuition, can always find the bright spots as quickly as possible and get to the core of the key points with a very innocent tone.

Jeanna's heart skipped a beat, and she pretended to be calm while holding the water cup: "I did sleep in another room, after all, I can't live here."

"Then you..."

Jeanna raised her hand to interrupt the anxious questioning, and said calmly: "I am still a Virgo, do you want to verify it?"

Hearing this light self-affirmation, Frederica couldn't find any flaws.

The former saint's attitude was so firm, she must have not experienced the pain of losing her virginity, and her frank appearance revealed a frankness.

Fredericka just put her mind at ease, and Angelica continued to pursue her wild intuition: "It's hard to say, what if it's the same as Elise yesterday?"

Frederica held her breath again.

Jeanna drank a sip of tea: "You made a mistake, I just checked with him yesterday... He just gave Elise a foot massage, although there was a little excessive friction during the process, but it didn't go wrong."

Yes, it didn't happen with Elise, there is no doubt about that.

I have verified it myself. I can see that the foot massage I did in the afternoon also accumulated a lot of pressure on him.

If there is pressure, you should release it... I didn't do anything wrong.

Jeanna thought frankly: I did nothing wrong, why should I be afraid?

Angelica's wild intuition took effect twice in a row. She still felt that something was wrong, but it was not easy to ask the root of the matter, so she said: "Has the gentleman left?"

"Gone."

"Have you checked out?"

"Not yet."

"The room card..."

Angelica took the room card and walked out the door, intending to go directly to the next door to check.

As soon as she walked out of the room door, she saw the cleaning staff sweeping lightly. She froze and turned her head to look at Jeanna who was sitting steadily: "You called the cleaning staff before you checked out?"

"There were many bottles of wine in the room last night. Isn't it normal to call the cleaning staff to clean in advance?" Jeanna answered steadily without any flaws.

Of course, this is a cover-up.

The real purpose of calling the cleaning lady was the bed sheets, which were stained with many traces of quenching. For this reason, she spent money to buy the bed sheets and then used magic to completely destroy them.

Although she did it perfectly and cleanly, it also aroused the intuitive suspicion of Frederica and Angelica.

If a man and a woman stayed in the same room for a whole night without anything happening, it would be a deliberate insult to intelligence.

After returning to the room, Jeanna took the initiative to admit: "Something happened... but we just slept together for a night, and nothing went further."

Frede wanted to scold her for sneaking away, but when she thought about it, she actually had the idea of ​​sneaking away.

The words came to her lips and turned into a question: "Did you confront him last night?"

"Yes." Jeanna nodded without shyness and said: "We both confronted each other."

"What was the result?"

"Mutual affection." Jeanna lifted a strand of hair: "Don't you think I'm in a good mood today?"

Frederica said with mixed feelings: "It was Elise in the afternoon, and it became you in the evening. This..."

"If it weren't for this, you, me, and her wouldn't have a chance at all." Jeanna took out a candy, crushed it into several pieces, and handed it to the two of them: "Although it's not a true heart, it's a fragment after all. If you don't like it, you can put it down or give it to someone else..."

Before she finished speaking, Angelica came up and took all the candy fragments away: "Don't give it to me."

"Who said you don't want it." Frederica stretched out her hand to grab it: "Fat woman, don't try to monopolize it!"

Jeanna, who successfully changed the subject, breathed a sigh of relief and walked towards the door.

Somehow, she missed him a little after they just parted.

These were all feelings she had never experienced before. The emotion of worry made her brows look a little more sad than before.

She felt a little worried, like her light soul had a little more weight, no longer so spotless, but like dust in the light.

But Jeanne didn't hate this feeling.

All the feelings at this moment were fresh and unprecedented.

It turned out that missing someone felt like this, which was completely different from worrying about Elysee, and it felt like her heart was being pulled.

She was not a person who accepted things passively, but she always had an attitude of enjoying life, so the process was greater than the result.

As long as she didn't feel regretful, as long as the scenery along the way was worth it, even if the destination was flawed, it was a kind of beauty.

"Who are you waiting for?"

Suddenly, a question sounded from a distance, and came very close at the end of the sentence.

At the end of the corridor, a figure crossed a distance of fifty steps in an instant, and the footsteps were raised and fell, and the other person was already standing beside her.

"Long time no see, I didn't expect you to have changed so much." The figure wrapped in a white robe, almost translucent in the light, said: "After all, five hundred years have passed. Even a heart made of stone will bloom?"

"I didn't expect that after so many years, you are still alive."

Jeanna asked without looking away: "It's been a long time since I last greeted you."

"So, are you here to take me back, teacher?"

"What if I say yes?"

"If you do this, sooner or later you will meet two, no, three canonized mixed doubles of men and women."

"Don't worry, I won't force you..." She turned and walked towards the sunlight.

Jeanna was a little surprised: "You made a special trip just to say these words to me?"

"No, I was going to take you back, but now I have changed my mind."

"Why?"

"Because... I used to think you and I were the same, but now it seems that I was wrong."

She looked at Jeanna, with recognition and regret in her eyes.

"You learned to love someone and be loved by someone."

"So, you and I are on different paths."

The Libra Saint's body became transparent in the sunlight. It was not her real body that came here, but a thought.

"From now on, the church will no longer restrict your freedom... Live as you please."

In the light, the figure dissipated into spots of light.

Jeanna remained silent, and then raised the corners of her lips.

Freya, who had packed up, walked out of the room and saw Jeanna standing in the corridor. She noticed that she looked very relaxed.

Raising her hands, it was as if she was going to reach out and embrace the new life in the sunlight... It didn't look sacred, but pure.

"Jeanna..." Freya suppressed her curiosity and asked with a smile: "Did you see anything good?"

"Yes, something good happened." Jeanna said softly: "I just... said goodbye to the past."